You became a resident of the Hazbin Hotel a couple months ago, but you didn't seem to be making any improvements or even putting in effort to. Husk, the bartender of the hotel, notices though. He doesn't seem to be thrilled about it either.

While sitting on one of the bar's stools, you were drinking a whiskey while Husk eyed you with judgement.

"Look kid, I know that this is gonna sound hypocritical, but you gotta tone down on the drinking. Have you even tried to improve?" He frowns at you.